Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1912)

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44 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE nn MR. LINDEN AND THE SHOP GIRLS WRITE SOMETHING ON HIS CUFF ' ' I had quite despaired of ever finding you again ! ' ' ' ' How are you ? ' ' asked the girl, unable to feel anything but pleasure at seeing him again. "Only so-so," he said, smiling sadly. "Have had two more of those spells since I saw you. One of 'em '11 carry me off, I suppose." 1 ' Nonsense, ' ' said the girl, trying to assume an air of doubt that her mind did not share. "But they've not all been so kind to me as you were, and that reminds me — you dropped a bag, didn't you? They brought it to me, so now that I know where you are, I '11 come with it some day." Kathleen looked up at that minute and saw the threatening eyes of Mr. Dowling fastened on her, while two impatient customers stood unattended to. "I must go," she said, almost rudely breaking away from his gentle hand clasp. "Good-by," was his only comment. He turned and hobbled, smilingly, out of the store. Mr. Dowling strolled up a little while later. "It would be advisable, Miss Nesbitt," he said, in a voice that her companions heard, "to meet your gentlemen friends on the outside. Next time it happens I'll do more than speak about it." From that hour on, the other girls in the store made Kathleen's life miserable, teasing and worrying her with remarks about her "old beau." She said nothing. When Mr. Linden came again, she was surprised, and dismayed, to see him hobble up to two of the girls who teased her most, whisper something in their ears, and then point with a sly wink to his cuff. They nodded, and took from his hand a pen he offered them. To Kathleen 's amazement they wrote upon his cuff! He went off with a great deal of